When night fell, Qingfeng stepped on 12-inch high heels and walked into the Busan Hall of the Century Hotel, and the four major shareholders of Nanshi Group came one after another.

With a smile on her face to hide her inner apprehension, she stood in front of the Busan Hall, soothing her beating heart.

Entrusted by Eve, today she and Hao Xiang are going to feast with Hao Xiang for the most popular old stubborns of the Nan Group, on the one hand, to find out their true thoughts, and on the other hand, to soothe their emotions.

Now, Haoxiang missed the appointment, and she had to walk in by herself.

After the greetings, the cups came and went, but whenever someone asked about Nan Ruoxun and Eve, she blocked it back with wine, and everyone present was a smart person, so they naturally understood her intentions.

At first, some people wanted to take advantage of her, but seeing that she was exquisite, the pity was extinguished, and naturally there was no heart to cherish the jade.

Sending these plague gods away, Qingfeng put away the smile on his face, lying on the railing retching, his stomach was burning uncomfortably, and he couldn't wait to vomit all the bile.

Wen He sat in the car not far away, looking at Qingfeng's uncomfortable appearance, biting his lip with his teeth.

"Qin Haoxiang, bastard!" Qingfeng took off his high heels and staggered as he walked, calling Haoxiang's name and scolding.

Hao Xiang hid behind the telephone pole, stretched out his hand several times and retracted it, he wanted to rush to Qingfeng immediately, but he couldn't.

"How? Haoxiang. ”

Wen He got out of the car and walked towards her.

"Okay, don't let him find out you're stalking them."

Hao Xiang watched as Wen He picked up Qingfeng and stuffed it into his car and walked away.

Nanshi Group President's Office. Murong Yuan sat in the corner of the desk, playing with the president's name brand, and his long legs supported the ground. She stood behind him, wondering how to speak.

"Why?" Murong Yuan turned around and sat in the boss's chair, staring at her with big black eyes.

"You love my uncle so much."

Stunned for a moment, she whispered, "Because I don't want you to spend the rest of your life in remorse." ”

Murong Yuan was stunned, as smart as him, he naturally understood the meaning of her words, but would he regret it?

In fact. It was even more difficult for Murong Yuan to accept the fact that his uncle was not his biological uncle, he still remembered his mother's love for his uncle. Grandpa's respect for his uncle, as well as his own deep admiration for his uncle, how could such an uncle be an orphan who was adopted.

Taking advantage of people's danger is not his Murong Yuan's style.

So. He decided to refuse to accept the position of president of the Nanshi Group. Although once, for the sake of a girl named Jane Luo, he wanted to sit in this position at all costs.

There was another more important reason, which he did not want to say and could not say, and that was that he did not believe in Eve at all, and did not believe that she did not know the whereabouts of her uncle.

"Murong Yuan, how can you be willing to take over the Nan Group?" Bright eyes glanced at the clock, and eight hours later it was the antique conference. If Murong Yuan is unwilling to cooperate, then he can only watch the Nan Group fall into the hands of others.

"I want to see my uncle." Murong Yuan propped his hands on the desk. Approach.

"If I knew where he was, I wouldn't have asked you to fly back from the United States!" Bright eyes.

Murong Yuan was sure she wasn't lying.

"Then be my girlfriend." He put forward the final conditions.

"Okay." Her cheerfulness made him a little incredulous.

"Are you sure you promised something?"

"I'm sure." She had long expected that Murong Yuan would say this, so she had thought it through.

She gave her a light high-five, Uncle Nan pushed the door in, looked at Uncle Nan with bright eyes, and said to Murong Yuan: "Uncle Nan, Ah Yuan has promised to attend the shareholders' meeting tomorrow, please show him our plan now, I believe that Ah Yuan will be able to complete it smoothly." ”

Murong Yuan stared at her and took the folder handed over by Uncle Nan.

Another sleepless night.

At eight o'clock the next day, the conference room of Nanshi Group was full.

Murong Yuan stepped into the conference room in a suit and leather shoes, causing a lot of commotion, and she was followed by Nan Ruoxun, the former president's secretary.

"Murong Yuan, today is the regular meeting of the shareholders of Nanshi Group, and middle-level cadres have no right to attend the meeting." Some shareholders questioned Murong Yuan's appearance.

Jun smiled with a smile on her face, a trace of coldness, she stood behind him, opened the folder, the big screen was Nanfang's will, after the lawyer solemnly read out the will, her voice was not loud, but sonorous: "As you get the news, Chairman Nan is seriously ill and hospitalized, President Nan Ruoxun temporarily left for some reason, in accordance with Chairman Nan's will, the grandson of Chairman Nan, Murong Yuan took over the position of president." ”

One word stirred up a thousand waves.

The crowd was clearly not convinced.

In particular, Wen He, who was the first to stand up and object: "Why should we accept an airborne soldier as our president?" Who doesn't know that Murong Yuan is just a race car driver. ”

Wen He's words attracted countless echoes.

She couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for Murong Yuan.

Murong Yuan turned around, gave her a mischievous smile, turned around and walked to the president's seat, according to yesterday's plan, the head was to talk eloquently, from the entrepreneurship of Nanshi Group, to the later reform and reorganization, and then to the successful listing of the mobile phone, he turned his words, pointed to the big screen, and showed everyone his plan for Nanshi Group within five years.

The looks of the shareholders changed from disdain to suspicion to belief, and finally nodded in agreement.

A hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Murong Yuan successfully took office, and she also became Murong Yuan's girlfriend and secretary.

After the meeting ended, Wen He walked towards Murong Yuan, she wanted to dodge, but was stopped by Wen He.

"Eve, you don't seem to want to see me." Wen He asked knowingly.

She had to turn around, raise her head slightly, and smile: "Why don't I want to see you?" It's you who think too much. ”

"It's better to be so, your good friend Qingfeng was drunk last night and is still in my office, don't you want to meet her?" Wen He shrugged.

Long eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Thank you." ”

Wen He turned to Murong Yuan on the side: "Congratulations, Murong Yuan." ”

Murong Yuan looked coldly at this relative who couldn't be beaten, if it weren't for his grandfather and Aunt Wanyi, he would have driven Wen He out of the Nan Group a long time ago.

"Just now, President Murong mentioned our new product mobile phone, so may I ask Miss Eve, a big star, when will you go to the signing meeting?" Wen He threw out his purpose.

It turned out that the drunkard didn't mean to drink, Nan Ruoxun made a big fuss about the wedding, and the major media pointed the finger to the outside world, not a word to blame the Nan family and the bride, and unanimously to Eve, now she has become a street rat and a junior that everyone hates.

Murong Yuan's face sank, and she was about to refuse, but she hurriedly replied: "I was about to discuss the signing meeting with the Foreign Propaganda Department, thank you for reminding me." ”

Murong Yuan didn't want her to put herself in the middle of right and wrong: "Eve, I can find someone else for the signing meeting." ”

She smiled and refused, he could indeed find someone else at the signing meeting, but she couldn't hide from the media for the rest of her life. (To be continued.) )